Ravenous

Hillshire Farm loves this movie. Go Meat!
The IFC blurb of this film reads "Guy Pearce and Robert Carlyle debate cannibalism in the 1847 Sierra Nevadas." UM, NOT REALLY. The previews for this film made it look like, and I believed actually advertised it as, a horror film, sort of a period slasher movie. NOT SO MUCH. It's a comedy, albeit an incredibly gory one, but it's entirely on purpose, and all the advertising was bunk. The reason it failed at the box office is because it was geared toward the wrong audience. They wanted teenagers who feast on violence to see this, when what they should have been doing was casing the joint for over-educated hipsters with a deep-seated sense of humor.
What we have here is a vampirically pale and slightly confused-looking Guy Pearce as a disgraced soldier, banished to California, where he encounters Robert Carlyle, the near-victim of a crazed cannibal. Or is he?????? There are chases through the forests (set to a Benny Hill-style fiddle tune), bellies ripped to bits with dull knives, stews cooked over a rolling fire, dead horses, a scene involving a bone that kicked my gag reflex into high gear, and David Arquette. But I laughed the whole way through. On my grandmother's movie rating system, this rates a "highly diversionary."
If you like dirt-covered dude movies, and are extremely okay with the sight of blood, and love to snicker at things that also make you go "blech," please watch this movie.